Morning.
OMY.
Friday night the nieghbor texted that since our hubbies were both working for a farmer a few miles away harvesting corn I should bring the kids over for a sleepover and her and I could have "beverages" in the shop. 3 hours later a nieghbor stopped in, he saw the lights in the shop and thought our hubs were there. 3 more hours later our hubbies finally got there. In that 6 hour time frame I drank a bottle of red wine, a bottle of beer that was over a year old from the back of the shop fridge, and a very tall glass of windsor/diet coke. This last one tasted like pennies and cider spices. I think that may be more to do with my current mental state than the actual flavor.
Saturday neighbor and I went to craft show all hung over together. Yay. Saturday night the guy our hubs were working for took everyone to dinner at the VFW... another late night and 5 malibu pineapples later....
Sunday, church, amen.
I'm tired.
OMY.
Friday night the nieghbor texted that since our hubbies were both working for a farmer a few miles away harvesting corn I should bring the kids over for a sleepover and her and I could have "beverages" in the shop. 3 hours later a nieghbor stopped in, he saw the lights in the shop and thought our hubs were there. 3 more hours later our hubbies finally got there. In that 6 hour time frame I drank a bottle of red wine, a bottle of beer that was over a year old from the back of the shop fridge, and a very tall glass of windsor/diet coke. This last one tasted like pennies and cider spices. I think that may be more to do with my current mental state than the actual flavor.
Saturday neighbor and I went to craft show all hung over together. Yay. Saturday night the guy our hubs were working for took everyone to dinner at the VFW... another late night and 5 malibu pineapples later....
Sunday, church, amen.
I'm tired.